Lose your marbles.

Lose your marbles!

It's really crazy!

The archdeacon looked at the broken army that jumped out of the security realm, and the depths of his soul seemed to have suffered a critical attack of 10 million soul points.

It's a wilderness, even a strong man of his level needs to be careful, a place to be a man with his tail between his legs, and the broken army actually rushed out with a bloody body.

What's the difference between that and a wounded sheep breaking into a wolf pack and a bleeding turtle swimming into a shark field.

Now the pressure has shifted to the Archdeacon's side.

To chase, or not to chase?

It's a conundrum.

And it's also a quick choice question.

Because at the speed of breaking the army, if the entanglement time is a little longer, I am afraid that I will not be able to catch up with him, and it will be good to be able to see his back.

After thinking for only a second, the archdeacon decided to continue the chase.

He just couldn't swallow it.

It took a lot of effort to refine the Hidden Leaf of the Wind and Hidden Leaf has always been his pride and his symbol. As a result, he was destroyed by the broken army like this, if he couldn't personally break the broken army's bones and scatter ashes, or witnessed him being killed by other soul beasts, he would probably be suffocated to death.

Thinking like this, the archdeacon also turned into a hurricane and rushed out of the security realm.

……

Reckless, cold, savage.

As soon as he rushed out of that calming light, Po Jun felt the unique aura of the legendary wilderness.

Unlike the Valley of the Dead, the Evil Forest is less affected by the light. The Wilderness is an area that is completely unaffected by the light of tranquility.

It's hell for the weaker humans.

Here, the growth of soul beasts will no longer be suppressed, and the killing nature will be liberated.

Po Jun even felt a pleasant mood swing coming from the sleeping ball inside the soul beast ball.

Obviously, there was no soothing light that suppressed it, and it felt heartfelt comfort.

For soul beasts, the wilderness is their paradise.

The figure of the broken army stopped for the first time after another kilometer of rapid progress.

Then his gaze turned to the border where the security boundary was.

He wanted to see if the archdeacon would continue to chase him after him, so that he could decide what he would do next.

Roar~

A dark shadow swept in.

The eyes of the broken army flashed, and his fingers were like swords, and in a sonorous sound, the attacking enemy was cut in two.

It was an iron-headed black wolf.

As the name suggests, it is a soul beast with a head as strong as steel, and it belongs to the first-level soul beast. However, compared to the first-level soul beasts in the security realm, it was obvious that the first-level soul beasts in the wilderness were much more ferocious and strong.

And they are also very tenacious in their vitality.

It's like this iron-headed black wolf, which has been broken in two sections, is not completely dead, and his body is lying on both sides of the pool of blood, and he is even trembling slightly.

On top of that, there was apparently more than one iron-headed black wolf around.

Its bloody aura immediately attracted the attention of its companions.

In the midst of a terrible roar, fierce iron-headed black wolves continued to rush out.

Even among the many black wolves, there is a wolf king with a pure coat.

The physique of this wolf king is larger than the surrounding iron-headed black wolves, and the soul power fluctuations on his body are also several times stronger, obviously a second-level soul beast.

The wilderness is worthy of being a wilderness.

Neither the number of soul beasts nor the strength of the soul beasts in the Evil Forest can be compared to the soul beasts in a place shrouded in the light of the human security realm.

He glanced thoughtfully at the bloody iron-headed black wolf on the ground, although today was the first time he had stepped out of the security realm, but as the favorite student of the Royal Forest Master, how could he know nothing about the wilderness outside the security realm.

He knew that the smell of blood was definitely a taboo here.

Soul beasts are naturally sensitive to bloody aura, and a little bit of bloody aura can attract a large group of soul beasts with ill-intentioned eyes.

Thinking like this, the broken army moved.

His person was obviously still in place, but there was another one who appeared next to the other iron-headed black wolf, and every time he appeared, he lightly tapped the head of the iron-headed black wolf with his finger, and the iron-headed black wolf fell in an instant.

One after another, the iron-headed black wolves fell one after another, until the last second-level wolf king also widened his eyes and fell unwillingly, and the figure of the broken army disappeared at the same time and merged into one place.

At this time, the corpses of the iron-headed black wolf were already all over the ground.

It's just that it's extremely weird that none of these dead iron-headed black wolves have the breath of blood flowing from their bodies.

This scene, if Zhang Hei saw it, he might be very familiar with it.

Because this is the method that the broken army used to help him kill the soul beast.

It's just that at that time, the broken army could only use the soul devouring technique to deal with the soul beasts that were controlled by their free bodies, but now he can easily use this trick to deal with these extremely ferocious iron-headed black wolves.

At the same time, the soul power on Po Jun's body fluctuated for a while, and a cloud of cloud qi suddenly condensed around his body, which turned into a splash.

The blood stains on his body were washed away by this splash, and suddenly disappeared without a trace, revealing his strong muscles that had been tempered for thousands of years.

If the archdeacon saw this scene, he would definitely be dumbfounded, because at this moment, the originally extremely terrible external injuries on Pojun's body had already scabbed and stopped bleeding at this time. With such a terrifying physical recovery power, even soul beasts can't beat it.

It's a long story, but it's just a matter of a few breaths.

After that, the broken army saw the figure of the archdeacon rushing out of the light of tranquility.

"It looks like the game is going to go on. ”

Pojun muttered to himself, a white mask that had begun to envelop his face.

Suddenly, the world in the eyes of the broken army changed.

Black and white.

When the soul power of the broken army enters the white surface, it becomes black and white.

And in this black and white world, there are blood-colored rays of light.

Every blood-colored light was filled with a violent aura.

It was the breath that belonged to the soul beast.

The wilderness ridge is worthy of being a wilderness ridge, through the peculiar effect of the white face, looking at the past, the blood-colored light is dense, as many as cow hair, it is not less than the number seen in the beast cave at the beginning, and there are several extremely stout, looking at it from a distance, it is like a fire snake rising into the sky, giving people an extremely terrifying feeling.

The reason why the broken army chose to flee to the wilderness is not for no reason. Among them, this white face of unknown origin is one of his confidences.

Relying on white noodles, he is confident that he can turn evil into good fortune in the seemingly dangerous wilderness.

At this moment, the broken army, except for the white face on his face and the soul empty cloth bag tied to his waist, there is not a single wisp.

The moment he saw the archdeacon appear, a faint cloud began to appear on his body, making his figure looming.

"Game, let's go!"

(End of chapter)